My second cycle landed me the the ER. It was Sunday night and I had spent the weekend drinking. I was already asleep around 9:00pm when my cellphone rang. It was very loud and next to my ear and startled the shit out of my deep sleep. I talked to my buddy briefly and hung up. I then immediately got fuzzy hands, light headed, heart palpations, and couldn't breath. I thought I was dying. I called my friend back and told him to drive me to the ER.
I got there and things cooled down much better by the time I reached an ER bed. I told the doctor I was on steroids and then he immediately stopped caring about my situation and started the speech about how I shouldn't be on them unless I'm making millions in some sport. He then told me risking my life to get pussy is stupid and then left.
The doc didn't tell me at this time, but it was a panic attack. Later in life, I started having them off-cycle and got diagnosed and now I'm on meds. Everything is perfect now on or off cycle.
However, I am on tren right now for the first time and I had a mild panic attack yesterday, but today I'm fine. So far, it's managable. If it gets worse, I'll have to lower the dose to 75mg and if it continues kill it all together.